DRIVING HOME

Nell drives and we don’t speak.

 

Every limb is numb

or aching.

 

My mind is racing

           and then slow.

 

Never

 

            again.

 

 

                                    Never.

 

Never

 

            again.

 

 

That’s when I’ll next see my brother.

 

 

 

© Sarah Crossan from Moonrise, Bloomsbury